"Do you need me to help you?" Because she was close, she could smell the mature scent of a man on him, as well as a faint aroma of alcohol.
Fu Chengzhou looked down at her. "Wife, when I said I wanted to come back earlier, why did you refuse?"
Li Xingwan: "..."
Why suddenly bring that up?
"What are you afraid of?" Fu Chengzhou suddenly found it somewhat amusing as he leaned in close to her face.
Afraid? What was there to be afraid of?
Was it not just a lack of understanding about marital relations?
Especially with a man who wore Buddha Beads.
Li Xingwan's tongue tied in a knot. "Who's afraid... who's scared."
"That's good then."
"..."
"I'll help you back to the room." Li Xingwan, fearing that Fu Chengzhou was drunk, immediately took his arm and guided him toward the bedroom.
